Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
I don’t have a chance to think twice about it because Teresa, one of the wives, sees my ring and shrieks. “Holy Lord, is this what I think it is?” She grabs my hand, and I have just enough time to hand the glass to Cooper before it falls on me.
I laugh at her. “Well, if what you think is that he asked me to marry him and I said yes, I’m thinking you are right.” I laugh out loud while taking a sip of my champagne.
At this time some other people have surrounded us, all giving us their congratulations. All very happy for us, all supportive of him. He might not be close to his family, but he’s got them.
We walk around the room, looking at all the auctions going on. The one with a ski cabin for five days catches my eye. It’s huge enough to fit about twenty people. The going price is fifteen thousand. Yup, too rich for my blood, as much as I would love to donate.
I’m shocked when I see Cooper writing down his bid of fifty thousand. “Are you insane? We could rent that for a lot less.”
“Yes, but it’s for a good cause. Plus, we could invite Meghan and Tom, so it’ll be great.” He shrugs.
“It’s fifty thousand dollars!” I whisper.
“Not sure you’re aware of this, but I can afford it.” He kisses my lips, taking the rest of the lip-gloss off them.
“I don’t even want to think about how much you’re worth. I’m going to the ladies’ room. And I say the ladies’ room because we are all dressed fancy.” I kiss him once more then walk away.
I’m washing my hands when the door opens, making me come face to face with Monica. She’s there in a white one-shoulder dress fitting her like a second skin. A silver belt makes her waist look even thinner than normally. Her hair is loose and full of curls.
“Oh, look what we have here,” she hisses. Fuck me, this shit is really going to happen.
I snap my lip-gloss back into my clutch and turn around. I’ve tried to be fucking nice and respectful to a certain extent. I’m fucking done.
“Monica, you are looking lovely tonight.”
“Oh, please save the saint act for when someone is close enough to hear. I know all about you.” She walks over to me. I shake my head, not sure what the fuck she is talking about. “You think you will actually keep his attention? I mean, come on, let’s be honest here. He can have anyone he wants. And he’s a beast in bed. I remember one time when we couldn’t even wait till we got inside. He had to have me in the car.”
And my patience snaps. I’m not going to let her words bother me or my jealous beast to rip out and throat punch this bitch.
“Okay, Monica, I’m done. And by that, I mean I’m fucking done with this high school shit. You dated Cooper, you fucked Cooper. I get it, but what I also get is that you probably fucked about fifty other guys. So it’s no surprise that you’ve been fucked right at least one time. You see this?” I raise my hand for her to really fucking see. “He bought this for me. Not you. Which also means he wants me. He got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. I looked into his eyes and said yes. I will tell you that after that he fucked me all night long. Not just one time in a car, but all fucking night long. Where I have to say, I matched him each and every time.” I look back in the mirror and pretend to play with my hair.
“Now if you’re done with this bullshit you have going on, trying to get me to doubt what we have, I have my fiancé to get back to.” I turn and shrug my shoulders while smiling at her. “Oh, and we have a wedding to plan. I hope you don’t mind, but I don’t think your invitation will be in the mail.”
“You think you will actually get to the altar?” She laughs.
“Pay attention. He’s the one pulling me to the altar, but I’m the one running with him. So, if you’re done with this hissy fit, you can get back to your friends and cry in your champagne. Because I’ve got my man to get back to. Oh, and you may have fucked in the car, but one time he didn’t even make it to the car, he ripped off my panties and fucked me against the side. I hope you have a very happy holiday!”
With that, I turn and walk out, not even giving her another thought. When I make it back to Cooper, I have to say I’m a little bothered.